As Stanley had expected, there really was a traitor in their midst!
But who would've thought the traitor to be Archie?
He was a man who had been presumed dead, but he had been skulking in the shadows, scheming endlessly. He had to be tired of living!
"Keep an eye on him. See if anyone else besides the Carrell family is involved," Stephan said lazily, flexing his wrist with a casual air. "Also, spread the word that I'm gravely ill from poisoning and barely clinging to life."
Stephan planned to commit to his act to the very end.
The small fry had been reeled in, but the bigger fish behind them had yet to surface.
"As you command, Mr. Russell." Stanley lowered his head respectfully and prepared to leave.
"Wait." Stephan called him back and added, "Keep the news from Khogend. Don't let Felicia know about this."
"Yes, sir!"
With that, Stanley departed.
Stephan glanced at his phone, which displayed several messages and missed calls from Felicia.
He hadn't replied to a single one over the past few days. Would she be angry?
He clicked his tongue, knowing full well she would most definitely be angry. Then, he sighed, pondering how he could make amends after removing the mole and dealing with the troublemakers.
Would kneeling do the trick?
A faint smile played across Stephan's lips. His thumb gently traced Felicia's name on the screen. The icy chill in his eyes softened into tenderness.
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